Chapter 473

Just when Wang Zhong thought he was found and was ready to jump, he found that Liu Jiali seemed different.

Although Liu Jiali opened her eyes, she didn't blink, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Liu Jiali stood up slowly, walked towards the door with her eyes blankly, unscrewed the door and walked towards the gate.

"Brush... Brush..."

Fortunately, at this time, the fox in the inner room seemed to hear something and kept calling.

At this time, Wang Chong also hurriedly stretched out his hand, and a huge spiritual force rushed into the house.

"Bang!"

Lingli hit Liu Jiali's forehead. Liu Jiali 'ouch', she covered her forehead, and then looked around blankly: "I... how can I stand here?"

Liu Jiali shook her head and muttered, "it seems that my sleepwalking is getting worse and worse."

"Liu Jiali used to have sleepwalking!"

Wang Zhong sighed in his heart. It turned out to be such a thing.

After that, Liu Jiali went back to rest, and Wang Chong released a spiritual force at the door. In this way, if Liu Jiali wanted to open the door, this spiritual force would hit her head, and then she could wake up.

After going back, Wang Zhong watched ghost movies crazily.

Through these films, Wang Zhong knows what ghosts are afraid of.

Chicken blood, dog blood, glutinous rice, various runes, gold, statues of Buddha

Wang Zhong doesn't know whether these things are useful, but let's try for the time being.

Wang Zhong studied these things for several days in a row. Finally, fifteen days later, the system gave a prompt.

"Enter the game."

"The game is loading............"

Reborn creature: lone soul nameless.

Biological resume: the lonely soul died nameless for a long time. After death, his resentment did not disappear, and he became a lonely soul. When he realized that he was a lonely soul, he wanted to become a person again, but he never had a chance.

"Mission objective: I want to make my silly wife return to normal, I want to be reborn, and I want to become a person

………………

This time, there is no longer white light in front of us.

Wang Zhong stared at him in front of him. Now he was in a wilderness. Except for some trees, there was only a wide road in the distance.

It's obviously far from the city center. There are no pedestrians or even vehicles on the main road.

It was silent around, without any high-rise buildings and civilian houses, only the bleak cold wind and messy leaves.

After examining the surrounding situation, Wang Zhong looked at himself.

Both legs and feet were in the air, but his legs were slightly floating in the air, as if he were walking on his feet, and there was no sense of touch, including the feeling of cold and heat, which made his eyebrows slightly frown, because he realized that he was really not human.

He walked slowly on his feet and looked behind him. A legless woman walked expressionless. A child lay on the ground and looked at the sky blankly. Another old man sat in front of his tombstone and kept saying something, as if he said I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink.

These are ghosts.

Behind him, there was a large cemetery.

Wang Chong knocked on his skull, which was a little strange, because his previous memory was gone, and there was no important information about who he was, how he came, how he died.

"Sure enough, it's a lonely soul who is nameless, and he can't even remember his name."

Wang Zhong recalled the task prompt this time. The task indeed said that he had no memory this time. His soberness now means that he has changed from an ordinary incomplete soul to a serious ghost.

My ultimate goal now is to become a person, but it's obviously not good to be here all the time. According to the hint, there will be a person who will die in front of me, and then it's time to attach himself.

"I don't know when to wait."

After sorting out his thoughts, Wang Zhong felt that it was necessary to find out what he was afraid of and what he could do.

First, he looked at his tombstone.

Take a closer look, I have no tombstone, and the place where I was buried is only a pile of loess and a straw mat.

"Should it not be killed and buried here?"

The more Wang Chong thought about it, the more likely it was, because other lonely souls behind him had tombstones, only the place where he was buried was flat, only a cup of loess and a straw mat.

And looking at the clothes of his body, he was also wearing ordinary T-shirts. Obviously, he died by accident.

"Look at me. I'm only in my twenties. I just died like this. Hey..."

Wang Chong sighed, reached out and touched his face. He could touch it, but it was not the feeling of skin, but an invisible feeling of gas.

Then touch your hand and feel the same.

Hands applauded and tried, feeling is like a gas, and with the deepening of the force, this gas has a tendency to disperse.

But once he stopped clapping, the gray gas condensed again.

"This body is really interesting."

Wang Zhong didn't expect that the soul body should be like this. After thinking about it, it seems that he can't live to be 21 years old. The evil things encountered in this world are similar.

"So, the ghosts of every world are the same."

Knowing his own situation, Wang Zhong tried to touch some things.

Reaching out and touching the stone, it's a pity that the hand didn't pass the stone directly, and there was no response at all.

Can't you touch anything.

Wang Zhong felt a little pity, and then tried again.

Touch trees, grass and pebbles.

After trying one by one, Wang Zhong found that it was not that he couldn't touch it, but that he didn't have enough energy.

For example, stepping on a stone can still make the stone move, because the soul force on the leg is strong.

"It seems that my soul power is too weak."

For this, Wang Chong was not surprised, because he was just awake, so his ghost was indeed in a very weak situation.

"Then, the rest is to try whether you can go to other places."

Wang Zhong padded his feet and began to walk.

In the state of ghost, his speed was very slow. He walked out of a distance of more than ten meters, and a cold wind suddenly blew.

"Hoo Hoo......"

In an instant, Wang Chong felt that the soul power on his body showed signs of spreading.

Wang Chong suddenly felt a little chest tightness, which was a little like being out of breath, even if he didn't need to breathe in his current state.

Although it was very uncomfortable, Wang Zhong still gritted his teeth and insisted. He wanted to try his limits.

"Hoo Hoo......"

The cold wind blows again.

Wang Chong felt that his body was about to be blown away, and the gray soul was dissipating.

"Something's wrong..."

Wang Zhong quickly stepped back, and his body felt much better.

"Look at this, I can't leave the body too far."

Wang Zhong frowned, thinking of the ghost he met when he couldn't live to be twenty-one years old.

Those ghosts are strong and weak, such as the first time I met that half sister, her soul body can only be confined to the room, because she is buried there, so she can't leave.

"My body is not far away, so I can't leave too far. On the other hand, I'm afraid it's also because of this place..."

Wang Zhong looked at the sky. Because there were many buried bodies, the place was extremely gloomy around. Especially in the sky, it seemed that there was a dark cloud blocking the place.

Coupled with the dense forests around, the unique conditions make it a place where Yin Qi converges.

In the world where he can't live to be twenty-one years old, Wang Chong remembers that ghosts can also cultivate. Ghosts who know how to cultivate become powerful ghosts by swallowing souls and absorbing these Yin Qi, so that they can wander anywhere without being bound.

Although he hadn't studied the specific cultivation of the ghost, Wang Zhong generally understood some, so he stood at the place where he was buried and breathed the Yin Qi around him.

I don't know how long it took. A little brightness rose in the sky.

The sun is coming out.

When a glimmer of light hit him, it seemed that Wang Chong immediately felt uncomfortable all over. His originally solid soul suddenly began to become erratic.

"It seems that I'm afraid of the sun."

Wang Zhong helplessly looked at the sky, moved, turned into a wisp of smoke, and entered the cemetery where he was buried.

Wang Chong was surprised when he became Qingyan. He didn't know when he would master this skill.

After thinking about it, he blamed it on an instinct, just like a baby born will blink and cry. In this way, it is also an instinct for him to turn into smoke and disappear.

"The temperature outside is so hot."

Lying in the shabby straw mat, Wang Chong could feel that his body had long been rotten and turned into a skeleton, without any signs of anger.

My heart moved and I wanted to absorb some Yin Qi cultivation, but I found that I couldn't absorb it at this time.

"It seems that the daytime also affects my cultivation. Forget it, take a rest first."

One day passed unconsciously. The night looked very good today, but there was no wind outside. Wang Chong went out and saw several old neighbors.

An old man, his tombstone reads: Tomb of Chen Zhouzi.

A woman whose tombstone reads: the tomb of Wang Ximei.

There is also a child whose tombstone seems to have been deserted for a long time. The words on the tombstone have long been Sandy and the previous handwriting can't be seen clearly.

"Chen Zhouzi, can you talk?"

Wang Zhong asked bored, and was also absorbing Yin Qi.

The old man was still looking at the sky, expressionless.

"Hey, why didn't you speak?"

It's a pity for Wang Zhong. At present, it seems that he is the only ghost here who gave birth to a spirit.

In this case, it's impossible to ask yourself something.

Then Wang Zhong suddenly thought of a very important question.

There are so many tombstones here. Why are only a few of them turned into ghosts? Why are there no ghosts on other tombstones?

What are the conditions for becoming a ghost?

The boring night passed again.

Originally, Wang Zhong thought that he should leave here soon after he came here, but after more than half a year, no one came.

"It's agreed that someone will die here?" Wang Chong sighed.

Suddenly, it rained heavily that night. In the distance, a carriage came fast.

Wang Chong's eyes coagulated. This world is obviously a modern world. How could there be a carriage coming?